Mi Zang Jiao Wife: Baby Where to Escape

  The people on both sides clamored, and the girls who accompanied the wine also watched the excitement. Under the dim flashing lights, behind the corner of the sofa, the corners of the lips of a woman with heavy makeup and shaking with a cocktail in her hand evoked a cold and charming smile.

  Fight, the people who mix here are the most ignorant of the heights of the world. She has been mixing here for a year or two, but the most clear, especially Mo Zihan, is the most shameless to say his father.

  If Huo Mao was accidentally killed, it would be even better.

  The woman's red lips twitched slightly, she tucked her lips to the side and watched as the two of them had beaten and forgot their reason, shaped like crazy beasts, just wanting to kill each other.

  Sometimes people are like this, even if they are sensible in normal times, they are constantly provoked, and people are constantly shouting for cheer, even if they know that they cannot be cruel, they will still lose their minds and be as crazy as wild animals.

   "Mo Zihan, you wait for Lao Tzu! I have to kill you today, your **** old dad can kill Lao Tzu?" Huo Mao pinched Mo Zihan's collar and hit him.

   "Pop!" Mo Zihan's eyes were scarlet irrational, and there was a lot of noise around him. While struggling, he touched the wine bottle that was falling down on the coffee table, grabbed the wine bottle and threw it at Huo Mao's head!

  The people watching the excitement around this situation were surprised.

   "Do you dare to smash Lao Tzu!" Huo Mao was so angry that his eyes were splitting, and the two of them kept beating.

  Huo Mao felt the heat flowing down his head, and immediately he pressed harder. Mo Zihan rolled his eyes, the bottle in his hand was smashed, leaving only the sharp glass, as sharp as a knife.

   "You—find—die!" He raised the broken wine bottle and pierced Huo Mao's neck!

  Yu Qing's eyes went dark, and he rushed to stop.

  If this is stuck, it will be fatal!

   "Stop it!"

   "Stop it!"

   "Boom!"

   "Pull them away for me!"

Yang Pengshan, who was bare above his head, led a large group of people rushing in, seeing the broken wine bottle raised by Mo Zihan, he was about to poke Huo Mao’s neck, if it was pricked, God Fairy Daluo could not be saved. It was a shot at Mo Zihan's wrist immediately.

  Mo Zihan was pinched on his neck, so painful that he couldn't scream, but the bottle in his hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces with a snap.

  This unexpected situation scared the crowd watching.

  The people brought by Yang Pengshan rushed in, grabbed Huo Mao, and pulled two people away.

   "Call for emergency, first take Mo Shao to treat the injuries on his hands." Yang Pengshan is not nonsense, the parents of the two will be here soon.

   "Mo Shao!" Seeing Mo Zihan's hand was blood flowing, Yu Qing quickly led Mo Zihan, who could not even feel the pain, to deal with the wound.

  Mo Zihan's eyes were red, and he stared at the pulled Huo Mao fiercely like a wolf. The two of them were like cockfighting, unable to pull apart.

   "You wait for this young master!" Mo Zihan was so angry that he almost killed the surname Huo, but was disrupted.

   "Huh! I'm waiting!" Huo Mao was even more angry. He was almost slaughtered. He was still a bully that he didn't even look at.

"I want to get out and fight, when my nightfall is your hometown?" Yang Pengshan asked a few brothers to separate the two, waiting for their respective parents to come and take the people back. He watched someone put medicine on the two to treat the wounds and gave Luo Xi Call to report the situation.

  As soon as the call was made, a large number of people flooded into the disco’s gate, all of them tall and strong, and they looked like bodyguards.

A dozen people came in immediately, separated two rows, and strode in in the middle of a handsome man with a long stature in a retro suit. He had long narrow black eyes and gloomy, and his exquisitely hand-crafted suit could not be seen clearly under the dimly blinking light. Color, when he appeared, his sharp gaze was directed at Mo Zihan who was agitated.